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Be My Baby

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by ANDREA SMITH


  "Oh Trey," I said closing the distance between us. I was in his arms in two seconds and he had them wrapped around me tightly.

  "I am so sorry Trey. Can you ever forgive me?"

  "Oh God Tylar," he rasped, his voice thick with emotion, "I thought you were going to tell me it was over between us. Of course you are forgiven. There would be no need for you to even ask for forgiveness had I not done what I did."

  "Trey I love you with all of my heart. I would forgive you anything," I said sobbing.

  He held me tightly in his strong arms as I sobbed and buried my face into his chest. He rocked me back and forth talking to me in his soothing way. He moved me over to the bed and pulled me down to sit next to him. He captured my face with his hands and lowered his mouth to mine kissing me warmly and passionately."

  "I love you so much," he whispered against my lips. "Please come back to me Tylar. I need you."

  "I need you too, Trey. I want to come home."

  He held me against him for several minutes, stroking my ponytail.

  "I am so glad your hair is back to normal," he said.

  I looked up at him and saw that he had been crying too. His sapphire eyes were bright with his love and his sadness.

  "I'm trying to get back to normal with everything," I said.

  I shared with him that I had visited my father's physician and had started back on antidepressants. I also told him about the counseling.

  "What do you say that you and I go to counseling back home?" he asked.

  "Oh Trey I think that would be wonderful," I replied. "There was a reason that we grew apart. I want to find out what it was so that it never happens again."

  "Me too, baby," he replied, softly kissing my face and hair.

  Trey and I started kissing again. I was curled up on his lap and I felt so happy and in love. I didn't want to stop. His hands were all over my body claiming me as his.

  A knock at the door interrupted us. I heard my father's voice in the hall.

  "Preston is saying 'doody," he said loudly.

  "What?" Trey asked, looking mystified.

  I immediately jumped up and opened the door.

  My father handed her over to me and left. I think he was fairly certain that Trey and I were in the process of making up.

  "Daddy, doodee," Preston said over and over again.

  "Is she calling me 'Daddy Doody' now?" Trey asked.

  "No silly," I laughed carrying her into my bathroom. I lowered her panties grateful that my father had gotten her up here in time.

  She took a seat on her potty chair totally comfortable with having an audience. She grunted a couple of times and then stood up to look.

  "See Daddy," she squealed proudly as she pointed to her potty chair bowl, "Doodee."

  Trey praised her repeatedly. She was proud of herself and was grinning at both of us. Unfortunately, she didn't think to sit back down on her potty again before the urine started running down her legs.

  "Uh oh," she said letting it all out.

  "I see that she's not all of the way there yet," Trey remarked.

  "Nope. She does much better with 'Doodee' than with 'Pee-pee' it seems."

  "Well Daddy is still very proud of his Preston," he said to her as he helped me remove her soaked knee socks and now wet panties.

  "Trey could you clean her up and put fresh panties on her while I clean up in here?"

  "Sure baby," he said leaning in and kissing me again warmly.

  Once we had Preston taken care of we went downstairs for lunch. Trey's luggage was in the entry hall.

  "Trey I can take your luggage up," my father offered with a hint of amusement in his eyes. "The same suite you had last time?"

  Trey shifted uncomfortably next to me.

  "My suite Dad," I said flashing him a grin, "And thanks."

  I looked over at Trey who was clearly happy that the issue had been handled.

  Trey, Preston and I spent the afternoon together. Trey took my father's place as the 'horsey' in the fort building and subsequent demolishing exercise with Preston's blocks. He read to her and got her settled in for her nap.

  "Do you want to take a walk?" he asked me once she was down asleep.

  "Sure, let me grab a jacket."

  We walked along the riding trails hand in hand for more than an hour. Trey filled me in on the argument that had occurred between himself and Tristan. I didn't share with him that Gina had already filled me in. He said that he had phoned Tristan at the airport and apologized for being such a whiney ass. I was glad that they were back on good terms.

  Nigel and Tess's surrogate mother was due anytime. Her original due date was November 2nd, but the doctor had said she could go anytime. Trey reminded me that Tristan's birthday was the 30th which was a week from tomorrow. I couldn't believe how fast that year had gone by.

  "Will you be home by then?" he asked me tentatively.

  "I want to be Trey. Did my father tell you that the prosecution testimony begins on Monday in Matthew's case?"

  "Yes he mentioned that when he called yesterday. That is why I am staying through Monday. Your father is on the bench Monday and he thought perhaps I should be with you in court since he couldn't."

  "I hope you didn't have to shuffle one of your cases around to do that Trey."

  "Sweetie, you know I will be with you no matter what. I can stay through next week if you want."

  I stopped and turned to him looking up into his amazing blue eyes.

  "You really will, Trey? I need to see what evidence they present relative to my mother."

  "Of course I will, baby. I'll work from here. There aren't any court appearances scheduled next week anyway."

  I was relieved that Trey would be with me during this portion of Matthew's trial. The last time I saw him in court he had totally creeped me out.

  "So what else did my dad say to you on the phone yesterday?" I asked as we started walking again.

  "He was pissed, I could tell. He told me he didn't give a rat's behind about my drama or your drama; he said when it came to Preston he did give a rat's behind."

  I could picture my dad using the word 'behind' instead of 'ass.' He was sort of refined that way; I liked how he rolled.

  "What did he say to you this morning that brought you upstairs?"

  "Oh - that. I had barely spent five minutes with Preston before he told me that I needed to go up to your room. He said that you were waiting to tell me something. Of course, I figured that you were going to tell me you wanted a divorce. Your dad has a pretty stoic look about him. He is definitely hard to read at times."

  I smiled thinking about how my dad had worked us both while not officially interfering. So that's what dads do I thought to myself. How wonderful.

  "Yes," I answered Trey, "Sometimes he is very hard to read; other times not so much though."

  CHAPTER 11

  Trey and I bathed Preston and got her ready for bed. Trey read to her while I showered and got into a silk nightie. I was nervous. I knew that Trey and I would make love tonight but it had been so long. We hadn't made love since before Marley's stillbirth. I thought back to that day and how I had blamed Trey for her death because of our having had sex the night before I had started feeling ill.

  How could I have been so hateful? Afterwards I hadn't presented a very willing attitude towards Trey. I had been cold and aloof towards him. I watched him now as he rocked Preston and read to her. She was snuggled against him listening to his smooth and silky voice. She would point to a picture and say the name. They were so perfect to me.

  I climbed into my bed as Trey finished with her and put her in her crib. He left the door between the nursery and our suite ajar.

  "I'm going to grab a shower baby," he said on his way to the bathroom. "I won't be long."

  I shivered beneath the covers. Part of me was anxious for the feel of Trey inside of me again; another part of me was afraid that something might have changed. I couldn't stand it if that was the case. I woul
d blame myself, I knew.

  Dr. Addison had prescribed the Depo-Provera shot for me when I had my check-up at five weeks after losing Marley. He said it would allow for more spontaneous interaction with Trey and me. There hadn't been any 'interaction' since; I hoped tonight would be the end of that streak.

  Trey came out of the shower with his boxers on and his tousled damp hair. He looked so much like 'my Trey' again. I loved him so much. There was only one light on the nightstand lit.

  "Do you want me to turn my television on, Trey?" I asked nervously.

  "I don't think so Tylar," he said with a wicked smile.

  He was beside me in a moment under the covers reaching for me. He wasted no time in removing my nightgown from me.

  His lips brushed mine warmly and gently; I laced my arms around his neck pulling him closer. Our tongues playfully explored one another tenderly. Trey whispered against my lips.

  "I want to make love to you Tylar; and then I need to fuck you after that. Is that okay?"

  "Yes, Trey," I replied softly against his warm, sensuous lips.

  He slowly and methodically made love to every part of me; his lips traced a path to my breasts where his tongue expertly brought each rosy peak to attention. He suckled gently from each one, whispering to me that they were his. He went lower still to where his fingers had already found their way into the soft folds of my womanhood. He brought his mouth there, working his tongue and his lips expertly and magically drawing soft moans of pleasure from me. Once again he whispered to me that this belonged to him.

  "Trey, please?" I whined.

  "Please what, Tylar?"

  "I need you inside of me, right now."

  "Patience, baby. I'm not quite finished here."

  His fingers were gently probing my special spot inside; the palm of his other hand was gently pressing from the outside.

  It was exquisite pleasure; I felt myself quickening. His tongue playfully circled and then flicked against my swollen clitoris. I was into full blown moaning and whimpering by now. I had never felt more glorious pleasure than what Trey was giving me at this moment.

  "That's it, baby," he coaxed softly. "Don't hold back; go with it."

  My orgasms swirled around me; I was in a vortex of pure physical and emotional ecstasy. My hips gyrated against his touch. I cried out his name again and again as my climax released. I felt the wet release of my pleasure; I felt Trey's mouth on me, drinking in the warm nectar of my orgasm.

  "Umm baby," he crooned, "You taste so good."

  I felt my orgasm wind down but Trey continued to gently lick and kiss my tender area. He wasn't finished down there just yet. He slowly and articulately probed me post-climax. I was ultra-sensitive now and he adjusted his pace and pressure to accommodate that it seemed. This was new to me but as my breathing slowed from my previous climax I relaxed and enjoyed his continued attention to detail.

  "My baby is getting wet all over again," he said softly his tongue now exploring the folds of my sex thoroughly.

  I moaned in sweet pleasure my hands fisting his thick hair; I tugged at him wanting him inside of me.

  "Okay baby; are you ready for me?"

  "Umm, yes Trey," I whimpered, tugging at him.

  He raised himself up from down there and spread my legs with his hands. He was on his knees between them; he raised me up placing pillows underneath my butt. He gently guided his manhood into me slowly. I moaned with the fullness I felt inside. This fullness was so right; so perfect for me.

  Trey lowered his face to mine where I devoured his lips with kisses. My hands framed his face as I traced his lips with my tongue.

  "I love you, Trey," I said as I met his gentle thrusting with my own. "It's always been you and only you."

  I buried my face against his shoulder; tears ran down my cheeks as he continued to pleasure me with his body.

  He pulled back from me; his lips captured my tears as his sapphire blue eyes looked into my soul.

  "I love you Tylar," he said huskily, "Promise me that you will always be mine."

  "I promise Trey."

  The rhythm of our lovemaking increased steadily. Trey placed his arms underneath my butt raising me up at an angle so that he was hitting deep against my sweet spot. I felt the pleasurable quickening begin. Trey's breath was ragged as he neared climax.

  "Come with me baby."

  And I did. Again and again as we both cried out in

  pure unadulterated pleasure.

  Trey collapsed beside me pulling my damp body up against his. His fingers gently stroked my hair as he planted soft, sweet kisses on the back of my neck.

  "That was pretty exquisite Mrs. Sinclair," he whispered against my ear causing me to shiver.

  I rolled over to face him my eyes searching his. I needed to see if Trey was truly okay with me again; I knew that I was totally okay with him. His eyes were still smoldering post-coital. His blue eyes always seemed bluer after sex. It was probably attributed to something technical like heightened blood flow; I preferred to think that it was due to total love and satisfaction.

  "Is there something you want to ask me Tylar?"

  "I just wondered if you are okay with me."

  He furrowed his brow considering my question.

  "If you mean do I love you as much as before our 'separation' I have to be honest with you. The answer is 'no.'

  My heart dropped to my knees; I shouldn't have asked.

  "The truth is I love you more if that is even possible but it must be."

  "I don't understand - "

  "Tylar - this is how I look at it. We've been through some stuff, you and me. I think it's called 'Life Happens'. We definitely have some things to deal with going forward. We both, in our own way, gave in to some temptation; some 'forbidden fruit' if you will. We were both repulsed by it. The important thing is that we survived it and perhaps we are even stronger for it. I know through this that I will do whatever it takes to keep you with me and not take our love for granted ever again."

  "Oh Trey," I sobbed, "The thought of ever losing you is incomprehensible to me. The day we met I knew that I needed you in my life."

  We covered each other with kisses; we fell asleep in each other's arms.

  I was awakened later feeling Trey stroking my breasts. He was straddling me; his erection was within reaching distance. I placed my hands behind each of his strong thighs pulling him closer to my face. My mouth sheathed his manhood; I took him fully into my mouth. My tongue swirled the length of him as he began his gentle thrusting in and out of my mouth.

  "Awww baby," he breathed heavily, "That's it; take it all."

  I continued loving Trey with my mouth and tongue. My fingers gently explored his P-spot and he moaned with pleasure.

  He pulled back and flipped me over onto my belly. He pulled me up onto my knees. I felt his fingers gently ply my womanhood from behind. I was getting hot and wet for him.

  His knee pushed my bent legs further apart as he knelt behind me. He placed both of his hands on the cheeks of my ass and instructed me to arch my back. I did as instructed so that my butt was tilted upward.

  "I'm going to fuck you now," he said.

  I felt his first thrust as he slammed into me from behind. I cried out with pleasure and pain; he withdrew and then slammed into me again and again. His hands were now around my hips as he rotated his hips in a circular motion.

  Oh God, this felt so good. I moaned with pleasure.

  "Does that feel good baby, huh?'

  "Umhmm," I sighed, rotating my hips in sync with his.

  Trey continued to pound into me and then slowly and methodically rotated his hips in a steady rhythm with mine. I felt my uterus contract around him, squeezing and pulling his shaft for release.

  "Oh God," he rasped; his thrusting increased as he neared orgasm.

  "This is mine Tylar. Do you understand? Mine and only mine."

  "I understand Trey," I replied my voice quivering as I neared the edge.

  He sla
mmed the palm of his hand against my ass as he released his climax, groaning loudly. I felt the throbbing of his manhood inside of me which pushed me over into my orgasm. I moaned loudly quickening as my wetness gushed from my core with his. The pleasure went on and on as we cried out together.

  Once our breathing slowed, Trey pulled out of me slowly, pulling me down next to him. We were both still panting a bit with our exertion. He covered me with kisses.

  "I hope to God your father's suite is on the other side of the house," he said, throwing his arm across his sweaty forehead.

  I giggled snuggling up to him for warmth.

  "It is," I assured him. "I just hope we didn't wake the baby," I whispered glancing over at the clock. It was 4:32 a.m.

  As if on cue we heard Preston's chattering from her room.

  "Pee-pee Mommie," she whined loudly.

  "Well," I said getting my panties and nightgown on, "She's either wet her pull-up or she has to pee."

  "I've got this baby," Trey said launching himself out of bed and pulling his boxers on.

  I fell back against the pillows and pulled the covers up over me as Trey went to her. He carried Preston through our room talking to her convincing her to hold it until he could get her to her potty. She was jabbering away at him.

  I heard them in the bathroom; Trey was praising her for being a big girl and going in the potty. She came bounding out of the bathroom climbing up on the bed with me and snuggling against me. Trey finished up in the bathroom; I heard the toilet flush as he came back into the bedroom. He pulled a tee shirt on over his head and then climbed back into bed. We fell asleep again with Preston snuggled between us.

  CHAPTER 12

  On Monday morning Trey and I were on our way to the court house in Baton Rouge where the prosecution's case against Matthew Renaud would commence. Trey was driving Danny's truck that had belonged to my father's estate unbeknownst to me. It was a bit weird to be back in the same truck with Trey at the wheel this time.

  Trey had been so attentive and gentle with me since our reunion. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other. I could tell my father was pleased that we had worked things out. We had cuddled and slept curled around each other peacefully the night before. Both of us were well-rested on Monday in preparation for the first day of prosecution evidence and testimony.

 

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